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dipdop-pinetop we-put-the-fun-in-no-refunds! I need to go to bed but I will reply to everything when I get back from work. Hopefully with something better than what I have going on now. >< thanks for helping me settle back in a bit. )
"Bill, what are THOSE."
Bill turned on the spot, eyeing the boy up and down and looking confused. Wait a moment, where did wise crack come from? How long had he been there? The demon remained silent a while before speaking up
âWhat are what?â Well, he had to askâŠ
âThoooooooose?â Dipper chuckled, pointing to Billâs shoes. âIâm just kidding. I donât even know what that means, actually. But uh, what are you doing here anyway? I mean, I didnât think this was your style.â
Dipper gestured to their surroundings, which consisted of the inside of the arcade. It was strange to see the dream demon out and about, but even more so to see him in such a casual environment. Especially considering he was so fancily dressed all the time.
The demon looked down, totally seeing past whatever he was pointing at. He remained confused but eventually looked up to Dipper. âI was here on business, kiddo.â He lied. He didnât actually know how he got here.
Everything in the arcade lost itâs colour, but only very slightly. The machines now floated a little in the air as Bill got a look at his surroundings âKeep up the annoying act and one of these will be flying at you, got it?â
"Bill, what are THOSE."
Bill turned on the spot, eyeing the boy up and down and looking confused. Wait a moment, where did wise crack come from? How long had he been there? The demon remained silent a while before speaking up
âWhat are what?â Well, he had to ask...
Man, I am rusty. )))
â I don't have shoulders but that won't stop me.
âWhaâ?!â Stan yelled out in confusion when he was suddenly swept off his feet by a weird one eyed potatochip. This was going to destroy his back.
âHot belgian wafflesâ!? What the hell is going on?! Put me down!!âHe struggled to get himself off of the little yellow dorito thing as quickly as possible, promptly trying to slam a fist into the demonâs back.
((Hello :D))
I CUT THE POST AND IDK HOW TO DO IT PROPERLY NOW SORRY )
Bill hovered over the dormant volcano, seeming displeased about it not erupting right now. That was a real pain in the ass, the other pain was Stanâs constant yapping and yelling. Thankfully, any blows that were dealt to Bill simply vanished inside of him.
âHEY STAN! You wanted to go down, right? Pretty sure this thing could send you right down to hell!â
Stan froze when his name was yelled, and he stared at the upside-down yellow dorito thing with raised brows, one hand on his fez and the other on his glasses to keep them from falling off.
âWhat??â He squinted at the demon, then looked down at the volcano. That slow, eye opening horror began to dawn on his old face when he began to realise what Bill meant.
âWh-no, wait, WAIT! DONâT DROP ME YOU GOOD FOR NOTHING CORNCHIP!!â
Bill frowned as he made Stan float in front of him, the same blue aura staying âWhatâs that?" The aura vanished for a moment, dropping Stan a few feet before Bill caught him again âYou donât want to go down? You need to yell a bit louder, the wind up here is howling worse than you!â
â I don't have shoulders but that won't stop me.
âWhaâ?!â Stan yelled out in confusion when he was suddenly swept off his feet by a weird one eyed potatochip. This was going to destroy his back.
âHot belgian wafflesâ!? What the hell is going on?! Put me down!!âHe struggled to get himself off of the little yellow dorito thing as quickly as possible, promptly trying to slam a fist into the demonâs back.
((Hello :D))
I CUT THE POST AND IDK HOW TO DO IT PROPERLY NOW SORRY )
Bill hovered over the dormant volcano, seeming displeased about it not erupting right now. That was a real pain in the ass, the other pain was Stanâs constant yapping and yelling. Thankfully, any blows that were dealt to Bill simply vanished inside of him.
âHEY STAN! You wanted to go down, right? Pretty sure this thing could send you right down to hell!â
â I don't have shoulders but that won't stop me.
âWhaâ?!â Stan yelled out in confusion when he was suddenly swept off his feet by a weird one eyed potatochip. This was going to destroy his back.
âHot belgian wafflesâ!? What the hell is going on?! Put me down!!âHe struggled to get himself off of the little yellow dorito thing as quickly as possible, promptly trying to slam a fist into the demonâs back.
((Hello :D))
The demon kept the man in place with the help of a little magic. A light, glowing blue aura surrounded them both as Bill flew across various landscapes. Each seeming to get warmer than the last âQuit squirminâ, Pines.â He hisses under his breath as he continues to fly on.
Now. Where could he dump a dumpling like Stan? The ocean seemed tempting, but heâd probably just float. Maybe another location.
Stan cried out in horror when upon trying to assault his demon kidnapper, he happened to look down.
OkayâŠhis fear of heights was definitely coming back to him. Where the hell were they?! Where was he being taken to?!
âHelp!â He yelled, trying to push against the invisible force that was keeping him in the little beasts grasp. âIâm fucking lucid dreaming again ainât I?!â
How else would the little flat pyramid know his name?!
"Let me go or I swear to fucking hell Iâm gonna tear your limbs off!!â
âYeesh, Pines. Do you talk to the kids like that?â Bill rolled his eye and continued onwards, eventually stopping in Italy. Yep, this was like a lucid dream but that wasnât going to stop the demon from having a little fun.
âHey, do you like volcanoes?â Bill asked in a curious tone, the pair were in the Naples region, or as it was formally known. Pompaii. âEveryone likes âem, right?â
â I don't have shoulders but that won't stop me.
âWhaâ?!â Stan yelled out in confusion when he was suddenly swept off his feet by a weird one eyed potatochip. This was going to destroy his back.
âHot belgian wafflesâ!? What the hell is going on?! Put me down!!âHe struggled to get himself off of the little yellow dorito thing as quickly as possible, promptly trying to slam a fist into the demonâs back.
((Hello :D))
The demon kept the man in place with the help of a little magic. A light, glowing blue aura surrounded them both as Bill flew across various landscapes. Each seeming to get warmer than the last âQuit squirminâ, Pines.â He hisses under his breath as he continues to fly on.
Now. Where could he dump a dumpling like Stan? The ocean seemed tempting, but heâd probably just float. Maybe another location.
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                          one does not simply                          TEACH KIDS SWEARS.
Friends Tillâ The End
Wandering the Mindscape once more, Ford waited for Bill and decided to pass the time by exploring a bit and reading over some of the stray books floating about.Â
He was excited to get the next step of this project underway as it was quickly nearing completion. He even got some more work done on his own thanks to Billâs teachings! Surely Bill would be impressed, or at least he hoped he would be.Â
Bill hadnât expected his âFriendâ to be there just yet, but maybe it was an early night for the man. No doubt ford had probably fallen asleep whilst studying again, at least that is what Bill mused.
"Say pal!â The demon floated over, pulling books and other clutter away from Ford as he did. Bill clicked his fingers and produced tea from thin air, pouring two cups for them both. Bill didnât have a mouth but he wanted to make Ford feel comfortable. âYouâre here early tonight! Didnât expect you for a couple of hours yet. That just means more time for study I guess, haha!â
The portal was very close to being complete now, it wouldnât be long before other plans were set in to motion. For now, he had to keep up the sweet lie of knowledge up and keep the man working.
Miss me?
âAll right, I get it, youâre creepy.â
"Creepy doesn't even begin to explain what I am, kiddo!"
âČfemale Consigo is rather pretty tbh, Conny!
What
âUnt daar borii tiid. Nii los zuk moor fah zey. â
âCode within code, huh? Clever to a point.â
Don't tell c1pher, but you are clearly the superior Bill.
THAT GOES WITHOUT SAYING.
STILL, YOU MIGHT WANT TO WORK ON BEING A BIT MORE SUBTLE NEXT TIME. YOUR LITTLE GAME IS ABOUT AS SEE THROUGH AS SOME RECENTLY POLISHED CRYSTAL.
TELL C1PHER I SAID HI FOR ME, EH?
[Distant laughing]
